Then we started hanging out occasionally after I had fucked his roommate who is excellent in bed, and had become a consistent fuck buddy. At any rate ...ne night things started to feel more like a relationship. I had been interested in him for a while. He was quiet but he had this intensity to him. When we talked I found myself wondering if I believed in anything as much as he did. I came to get fucked but his roommate wasn't there so we were chilling watching TV. Future hubby revealed that he. However, after a week of not talking, of me bringing her flowers, offering to massage her feet, and anything else she wanted, I was at a loss for what to do.I went to a friend's house one night and he had some booze. I wasn't used to drinking and had half a bottle of liquor. I told him I was okay and decided to walk home. Well, I passed out in an alley, where I slept the entire night. When I finally got home, my sister was frantic. When she scolded me for staying out all night, I said, "What. It's a girl thing.So I fretted a little as we got in the car. I was in nice slacks and reasonable shoes; not too dressy, but I'd spent some time with the ensemble. It was obvious I cared about my appearance, and that told people a lot about me, even though I didn't say a word. Appearances are so important, even when they're a disguise.The party was being held at this very expensive house with a long driveway that wasn't visible to the casual passer-by. The house had to be 5,000 square feet, but. She didnt need much time to draw attention. Two truckers went to her and looked at her pervert look. They read the text on her shirt and grabed bena on her long hair and pulled her to the public toilet. They forced her on the wet sticky ground and made her suck their cocks. The fat trucker had a tiny but thick cock and huge hairy balls nearly the size of a bull. The other one was slim and normaly equipped. They stand together next to the urinal and forced my slut to suck their dicks. She took.